We drove in and parked on the side. We got out of the car and hide. There at the entrance were boys. They belonged to the gang definitely. By the wig and face paint. They had guns in their hands and knives in their pockets.
I looked at my partner, he was holding a....gun? "What are you doing?" He shot both if the boys and then they fell. He looked at me, I looked confused, "What?" I chuggled a little then smiled. We quickly got up and ran in.
We went through every room. Nothing. Then we checked the last room. There in the room were people. We quickly bounced back, behind the doors. They were having a meeting. In the room was the gang.
"The girl might still remember us, she was our classmate and now her job is a policewoman." I looked confused. I decided to have a peek.
There standing in the middle of the group was a boy, the boy was the one who killed my parents, the boy was the orange afro. All the boys were looking at him but he was looking down smirking.
Their faces, their faces looked familiar. They're the popular boys. I stayed looking at them for a while, then their leader took the smirk of his face and turned around. He started taking of his wig then wiping of the face paint and there standing infront of me was my crush, the most popular boy in the whole of my high school years.
I bounced back then crouched. "I liked that girl remember, I think that we should make another move tomorrow, get ready boys this journey has just become bumpy,"
"I think we should go," I said while looking up at my partner and tugging at him. Soon we did. We quickly ran out, we both got into the car and drove off.
As soon as we got out sirens went on and boys came running out. They shook the boys on the ground, the didn't wake up. Very soon the scene was out of my sight.
My partner, now known, dropped me at my house. I was surprised that he new the way as I didn't direct him. He wasn't a stalker anymore, he was now a friend. A partner and friend. As soon as I got into bed and my head touched my soft pillow, I dozed off. I would have to wait another whole intire week without him. I missed him already.

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(ON HOLD)Seized
HorrorDuring the final day of Yr 12 this girl experiences not a great day with family and friends but instead a day of bad luck and horror. Get ready for a book of horrmance.